"Kill!"
The Barbarian King roared angrily, wielding a massive bone club, with runes flickering on it, intertwined with chains of divine order. He leaped up from the Flood Dragon's head and smashed towards Shi Kui.
Shi Kui also shouted explosively, wielding a bone spear. He evaded the bone club's smash, the spear point intimidating, and thrust obliquely towards the Barbarian King's heart.
"Moo!"
"Roar!"
"Boom!!"
"Bang!!"
The leaders of the two tribes were engaged in fierce battle, and their mounts also followed suit, fighting each other.
Shi Kui's mount was a ferocious beast resembling a rhinoceros, similar to a giant war beast, but not as large, only two or three meters big, covered in grayish-white scales, like a wild beast carved from stone.
Its size was vastly different from the Barbarian King's Flood Dragon, yet when they fought, they were evenly matched, making one overlook their size difference.
In the end, because the Flood Dragon was too large, it was often attacked by the horns and sharp claws of the wild bull, roaring angrily, its body also shrank to about two or three meters, and they fought even more intensely and dangerously.
Mu Jinyu did not get involved in the confrontation between the two tribes, standing silently in the void, watching the war.
His cultivation was evident to those who could see; he was a power in the Unity Realm Stage. Seeing no intention of his to make a move, the people of the Kui Dragon Tribe even wished for it, so naturally, they wouldn't provoke him.
"Boom rumble!!"
Below, the giant war beasts of both tribes were attacking each other, and no one dared to get close.
"Bang bang!"
The two giant war beasts were glowing with intense bloodlight, almost soaring to the sky, their sharp intimidating horns clashing against each other, easily tearing through the other's skin, creating gory wounds.
With each of their movements and charges, they made the earth tremble, leaving behind one deep pit after another.
Mu Jinyu watched for a while, knowing they couldn't reach a decision soon, shifted his gaze to the warriors' confrontation of both tribes.
Lead clouds pressed down, the world dark and oppressive, nearly suffocating.
Under the dark clouds, a frightening murderous aura surged like a sea, the crimson and scalding hot blood melted the snow on the ground and stained the muddy ground beneath a blood-red.
The murderous aura soared to the sky, both tribes' warriors battled bare-chested, only covering crucial parts with animal skins. Their dark skin was covered in scars and blood marks, muscles as gnarled as dragons, fighting each other with stone soldiers and bone soldiers.
"Bang bang!!"
The warriors of the Hanchi Tribe, riding on the wild beasts, charged repeatedly in a well-aligned formation through the dense crowd, like fish in water, leaping out occasionally, and back into the water. But with each leap, the splashing water droplets bloomed with a poignant red.
Representing the withering lives of the Kui Dragon Tribe's warriors.
"Kill!!"
"Victory in battle, defeat in attack!!"
"Victory in battle, defeat in attack!!"
The shouts of killing echoed thunderously, the warriors of the Hanchi Tribe bathed in blood, that of their enemies, their own, and their companions'. The more they fought, the fiercer they became, finally forcing the Kui Dragon Tribe into a retreat!
Seeing this, Mu Jinyu was invigorated, yet felt a bit strange at heart.
In truth, strictly speaking, the overall strength of the Kui Dragon Tribe's warriors was stronger than that of the Hanchi Tribe.
Judging by the strength of the leaders, the Hanchi Tribe only had one Barbarian King in the Unity Realm Stage, whereas the Kui Dragon Tribe had Xue Zhu and Shi Kui, both at the Unity Realm Stage, and Shi Kui was in the fourth layer, revealing a hint.
The Northern Plains of Kunlun Ruins were extremely barren, resources scarce. With two powers in the Unity Realm Stage, the Kui Dragon Tribe naturally had the advantages in resource battles, acquiring more resources.
Perhaps because each battle saw Xue Zhu and Shi Kui leading the Kui Dragon Tribe to great victories, their warriors had experienced far fewer brutal blood fights compared to the Hanchi Tribe.
Thus, though the Hanchi Tribe's warriors paled slightly in overall cultivation, they appeared more brave and fearless, like the young barbarian who, with the strength of the ninth layer of the Fanxu Realm, defeated many opponents to win the Hedao Fruit.
"Sigh, why must they fight to the death?"
Wen Rou, unable to bear the sight of the blood-drenched massacre below, sighed with a hint of sadness standing behind Mu Jinyu.
"It's because both tribes have harbored deep-seated grudges for a very long time. Naturally, given a chance to annihilate the other, they won't let it slip." Mu Jinyu said.
He had heard from the Barbarian King about the enmity between their Hanchi Tribe and the Kui Dragon Tribe.
A long time ago, both tribes were actually a single tribe. At that time, the two leaders of the tribe would eventually split into the ancestors of the Hanchi Tribe and the Kui Dragon Tribe.
Back then, their families were as close as brothers, nearly inseparable, but later, it seemed like the ancestor of the Hanchi Tribe gained some fortune, making his cultivation much stronger than the ancestor of the Kui Dragon Tribe.
Then, disagreements gradually emerged.
The followers of the Hanchi Tribe's ancestor and his offspring believed that in every resource battle, the ancestor of the Hanchi Tribe contributed the most, but when it came to distributing resources, they were split equally, which was unfair. It should be distributed according to contributions.
The ancestor of the Hanchi Tribe didn't take it seriously, but later, the disputes became increasingly fierce, and the ancestor of the Kui Dragon Tribe, after being berated multiple times, lashed out, saying they didn't need any handouts, escalating the conflict.
Ultimately, the ancestor of the Kui Dragon Tribe, realizing the outstanding talent among the offspring of the Hanchi Tribe's ancestor, feared that once he rose, there would be no room for him and his brothers in the tribe.
A seed of departure sprouted in his heart.
Later, in a battle with a rival tribe, the ancestor of the Hanchi Tribe was the strongest, slaying the most enemies but was heavily injured. He dared to fight with this life-for-life method, knowing that even if he couldn't sustain it and was gravely injured to the brink of death, a brother would bring him back to heal.
Little did he know, the ancestor of the Kui Dragon Tribe, whom he regarded as a life-or-death brother, had long had grievances against him, and seized the opportunity to kill him, then took all resources and spoils of war ignited by this battle, never returning to their tribe, but established the Kui Dragon Tribe outside.
This completely escalated and worsened their feud irreparably.
Originally, the ancestor of the Kui Dragon Tribe planned to enhance his cultivation further, then return to eradicate the followers of the Hanchi Tribe's ancestor and his offspring, to completely bury the blemished history.
But as it turned out, the offspring of the Hanchi Tribe's ancestor, who once made him apprehensive and gave rise to the seed of departure, was indeed extraordinarily gifted. Despite the scant cultivation resources in the Hanchi Tribe, he still cultivated to a level comparable to his own, making their fight hard to decide.
Thus, the two tribes ended up in perpetual hatred, fighting endlessly, deepening their enmity irreparably.